We arrived in “Sevilla” (Sa-vee-yah) yesterday. From Barcelona it’s about the distance from Portland to San Francisco. We didn’t realize it was that far but we got here in 5 hours cuz we were on a train that goes about 200mph. Weee!
Seville is perfect. It seems completely unaware that it’s not the 16th century anymore. It’s everything we hoped Europe would be. It’s all charm and romance here. Emily, you were right about Spain all along. It’s the gem of Europe, particularly Seville. Mom, you would love this place. You must have some Spaniard in you because everywhere looks like your house. It’s all bright colors, painted ceramic tile and beautiful patterns on everything. There were so many people that we’ve encountered on our travels so far that all speak so highly of Spain. When we’d mention that we were spending the last week here they would grin and get a twinkle in their eye and say, “Ah Spain!” They all love it and want to live here. Now we know why.
This time of year they have what is called a “feria.” Well, they have many ferias all year, this is just the biggest one. It started in 1847 as a livestock trading fair. However, it didn’t take long until it turned into an excuse for the people of Seville to party for a week! How we ended up here at this time, I have no idea. Everyone dresses like the Chiquita Banana girl and they all arrive on a horse or in a carriage, except us because we’re poor peasants! It’s exclusive and you can only arrive by invitation. Well, the lady we’re renting from said we could use her invitation. So I just bought my big fruit hat, some hula hoop earrings, bright red lipstick and I’m ready for the Feria! One, two, cha, cha, cheecha! YIE!
The B&B we’re at is the most beautiful house. It was owned by the famous Spanish dancer/choreographer Mario Maya. His wife still lives here but she just rents out rooms because the house is too big for her. If anyone ever comes to Seville they must stay here! Well, Jared just put on his bolero hat and spurs so we gotta go.
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| This is as close as Jared get's to smiling Mom. Sorry :) |
Yes, I'm first! I better type faster though. It's a very slow process for me. I love Spain! I love color! Looks beautiful. Laura you look very tiny in most of the pics. Good smile Jared. You guys are looking very happy there. You must come home though.I'm all alone here and it's very strange. I'm a little lonely and it's just been hours since they left. Did you have Paella yet? Hugs and kisses.
ReplyDeleteDang it Teri! You win! You always do....
ReplyDeleteFrank has a chiquita banana dress on. Looks like we need to have a talk.
We just got to Boston and we're already fighting. I don't know why I get stuck sleeping with the old fart. His feet smell like blue cheese.
ReplyDeleteSee you in Cork Jaura!
Is it just me or does that little girl in the green dress look like a midget??
ReplyDeleteWell you two have finally done it!! Found a place in Europe cooler than Oregon. :) Seriously, I can't even think of any sarcastic comments about Seville. A woman I work with was born and raised in Great Britain and when her parents retired they moved down to Spain. She says Spain is the Florida of Europe. It's where everyone moves after they retire. I can see why. I looks lovely. I can't wait for you two to get back! We'll re-hash everyones blog comments over a glass of Italian wine while Frank nurses a bottle of scotch in the corner, meticulously planning how to kill each of us. I know that's what he is always thinking about. :)